Bad Luck

About two years ago I broke the mirror in a make up compact. Sunday I broke my (brand new!) bike mirror getting it up to my fifth floor apartment. Can the sentence for bad luck be served concurrently? Or do I have another 12 years to look forward to?

Summer fun

Every year before summer I dramatically announce, "This is the summer of ____!!" Last year it was soccer, the year before tennis. It never fails that I do the thing like once, then bitch about not fulfilling my summer destiny. But this year is going to be different, because this is the summer of biking. Yeah, thats right. The flaw in previous summer fun was that I needed someone to do it with me. Inevitably I would talk someone into a tennis match, play terribly, and they never wanted to go again (how am I supposed to get better guys??). Lucky for me I can bike by myself. And I'm okay at it. And I get to buy a new bell because I broke mine last year with some overzealous ringing... this summer is going to be awesome.

It isn't just me that gets it...

Me: Zach, do you want to go to a mustache

charity bar crawl thing?

Zach: I can't grow a mustache.

Me: Umm...you have a mustache right now.

Kim: Yeah, you need to shave that skanky thing. And get a haircut.

Me: You look like a molester.

Ideas

Okay my one follower, what should I blog about?

*diet
*exercise
*ghosts
*bento
*life in general
*should I do a 30 before 30?? I doubt I could think of that many things!